["THIS WAS THEIR LOVER'S MERCY:
THEY HAD NONE
EXCEPT FOR EACH OTHER."]
IN WHICH SNOW WHITE IS A WOLF LOCKED IN THE LION'S CAGES.
[GOT S1-8]
[oc x oc]
[oc x jaime lannister]
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Elya rode ahead of her host of five thousand men. She sent her wolves to find her mother and find her they did.
Catelyn was at the edge of the forest with Brienne when she heard the sound of hooves thundering the ground. She looked to see banners flying with a stag.
Elya rode into the forest after Rheina and found her mother. She smiled as she saw her and Cat had a shocked look.
"You have an army at your back?" Cat asked.
"Yes, Mother," Elya smirked a bit. "Steffon rides with me."
Cat sighed, "Of course he does."
"He means well, Mother," Elya argued.
"And what did he want in return for this army?" Cat said.
Elya looked down, "I'm betrothed to him."
"Elya!" Cat scolded.
Elya then held her head high and glared stubbornly, "This was my choice, Mother."
It was her choice. Sure, she didn't love Steffon but this wasn't about love. This was about winning the war and if a marriage pact did that then so be it. But, also, she and Steffon had an understanding; they were both lost. Now they could both be lost with each other which was so much better than being alone.
"I would like to see what your brother thinks about that."
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They arrived at her brother's camp near Riverrun. She walked behind her mother with Steffon and she whispered quietly, "Let me do all the talking."
"What? Why?"
She gave him a look as her mother called out, "Robb."
"Mother," he said in surprise and Elya noticed he was with a very pretty tan-skinned woman.
But then Robb spotted her and he smiled brightly, "Elya!" And she smiled before she bounded forward and into him for a hug.
They pulled away after a short moment and he introduced, "Elya, Mother, this is Lady Talisa. She's been helping with the wounded. She's been very...helpful."
"Helpful?" Elya asked as she looked up at Robb accusingly and he shook his head at her not to push the subject.
She sighed before looking at the woman, "Lady Talisa."
"Lady Elyanna," she bowed her head respectively.
Elya analyzed her and her pretty face. She knew exactly what a pretty face could do. She didn't trust the woman and her intentions with her brother.
